The Finest Hokage

Hashirama was a bit of a bleeding heart, but he could still tell right from wrong.

This man had committed armed robbery in broad daylight and disturbed the peace. Someone like that certainly needed a good beating.

In Hashirama's eyes, not stripping him of his Konoha citizenship on the spot was already showing mercy.

Xuanye nodded and said, "Konoha may be thriving now, but rapid development always attracts ill-intentioned people. They envy our success and want to send people to sabotage our progress, dragging us down to their level."

"They don't dare challenge Konoha on the battlefield, so all they can do is resort to these dirty tricks."

Xuanye was dropping relentless hints to Hashirama that none of the other four villages were any good.

Unable to win on the battlefield, they wanted to use underhanded schemes to hinder Konoha's development.

Hashirama let out a deep sigh at those words.

He didn't doubt Xuanye. After all, an Uchiha who could become the Fifth Hokage surely had to be a man with great love in his heart.

How could someone like that possibly be a scumbag?

What Hashirama couldn't understand was why people simply refused to appreciate how precious peace was.

Why did they insist on constantly attacking one another?

Couldn't they all sit down and talk things through?

He had gone to such lengths to establish the hidden village system and end the age of chaos. Why did people like this still exist?

Hearing Xuanye's assessment of him, the man who had been beaten shook his head desperately on the ground.

He had only skipped out on a restaurant bill. Surely that didn't warrant branding him as a foreign Anbu operative and an anti-Fire extremist?

Those charges were each more serious than the last. If they stuck, he really would